Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Lucas: With Clayton

LUCAS

Challenge him. Rip him apart.

My wolf's snarling has occupied the majority of my short flight to White Peak, getting closer to the man who's tasted my mate in ways that he never should have.

My phone's off, because I don't know what I'll do if he calls.

The primal part of me is incensed, wanting to sink my teeth into his throat and tear it out, savoring every drop of the blood that spurts, content in knowing his soul has departed this world.

But the rest of me recognizes that Clayton is my friend and ally.

What am I supposed to do with all these fucking feelings tripping me up inside? Having Ava back is supposed to make everything easier. Make things simple.

In my absence, will she begin to doubt my words?

If she sees Clayton, would she choose me over him?

I don't have that confidence.

The fated bond between us is my only advantage. That, and the distance I can maintain between her and the alpha I trust with the honor of my entire pack.

I can never let her return to Cedarwood.

There's no way in hell I'll lose the little advantage I have.

center myself. I know Clayton will be waiting at the airport to personally escort me to the Blackwood pack lands. I

it's a losing battle. Every step I take through the terminal feels like a countdown to an inevitable confrontation. My wolf paces restlessly beneath my skin, eager for

She is ours. No

may look at other alphas with respect, but he never looks

better

She is not our mate yet. We can't piss her off if we want a chance

me that he's unsatisfied with my reasoning, but he stops snapping for Clayton's blood, giving me

the bullshit

crowds my nostrils as I exit the terminal, an overwhelming assault on my sensitive nose. Sweat, perfume, fast food—it all mingles into a nauseating miasma that makes me want to gag. But beneath it all,

Clayton.

mate, my wolf snarls, hackles

primal side under control. We

meet, I can see it

he greets, his voice

Anger flares hot in my veins, the urge to lash out, to demand answers,

it have

force the rage down, swallowing the bitter accusations. We have more pressing matters to attend to. The

the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy between us. As we pull out onto the highway, heading away from White Peak, the

can't take

you tell me?" I ask, my voice deceptively calm. "As

came as soon as I could to help here, because I felt

Like he isn't here to get a chance to see her. Like he has any right to be

There's no point trying to assign ulterior motives to his

wolf growls again, the memory of Ava's confession ringing in my ears. He had his hands on what's

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